These last days can be sum up in one word: upwind. Impetuous wind that makes you lose control of the bike. Insistent wind that wants to have the best. Wind that scratches your skin. Wind that shakes and mixes the thoughts. Wind that steals your smile. Wind that disrupts dreams and sneaks the hair. Wind from which one can not hide. You can not compromise with this wind. It’s lonely, it’s powerful, it’s alive. And we live together with him.
